Solid Snake: [codec call to Otacon, inside the trash] Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich: Snake, where are you now? Solid Snake: Trash can. Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich: A trash can? Solid Snake: Looks like this is where they dump their household trash. Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich: Huh. How can you tell? Solid Snake: Cause it's stinks in here... Bad. Leftovers for last dinner, probably. Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich: Ewww, leftovers... Solid Snake: And there's some... bugs crawling around on my face. Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich: Ewww... Solid Snake: It feels like roaches. There's a whole bunch of them scurrying around. Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich: [feels disgusted] Ugh! Make sure you get the smell of them off you before coming back here! Solid Snake: Yep. I'll see what I can do. Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich: Ugh... seriously. Doesn't it make you sick? Solid Snake: I'd crawl into a toilet if it kept me out of sight. Something crawling my leg... Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich: Ughhh... I can't even imagine! Ewww! You know, you might want to get out of there as soon as the coast is clear! Solid Snake: Yeah... not a best place for a nap. Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich: No kidding...
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